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The low key melody plays Within a reverie of
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I’m your worst nightmare, come to haunt you. The face you see when you
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There’s always a musician, Always blue eyes
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You wanted someone to worship you, So you picked up a guitar.
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Missing you
Is so confessional.
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The sound is low, The sun is
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Leaning in, through the bleak February night, I hesitated, stopped,
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In the darkness, my heart skips a beat, Hearing your whisper in my mind, replaying
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In my sky You shine bright
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You are Dream-like, unreal
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The complete silence Plays as my lullaby—
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You captivate me
Like an open sky,
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You’re just a liar,
You and your faded blues that edit out what you see,
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And who would have thought
That I was stronger than that—
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Darkness
Ensues your gray
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Today, it snowed
And I thought of you;
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My breath
Comes quickly when
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It’s something I could never do, (something I could never talk myself into as my conscience screams from afar inside my mind)
To relinquish you
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Danger—
It’s something you hold,
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In the darkness, / I know I should / Keep a light, keep a flame / Against you, to keep your presence out of me; / To keep this feather-light feeling from brushing my being and / Demanding surrender. / But in
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Permanence / Is as defined as / The fine line ink tattoos that circle / Your memory, / The sugary dust that swirls like / Ashes in the wind
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A black symbol fades, like the / Oriental fan you use to hide your face-- / Elegant, like an origami bird, / Mysterious, in spite of the co
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It’s past twilight, / But the moon is yet to rise— / It’s the kind of sight you have to see / To be able to describe. / Evanescent rays of the vacant space / Where the sun used to reside / Sweep over, silver,
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Your name holds myriad meaning
While your silhouette is faint
And outlined by a distant full moon
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